A DANGEROUS DISTANCE

Cielle noticed it the moment she stepped into the grand hall.

Alastor wasn't standing beside her.

For the past few weeks, he had become a shadow at her side—whether she wanted him there or not. His piercing gaze followed her every move, his presence a constant weight she had grown accustomed to. Ever since that night, they lost themselves to each other, their bond had shifted to something beautiful. 

They would jump into each other whenever they are away from people's eyes, whenever they are in the safety of their chambers. They will kiss until their lips numb, fuck until she pass out. They were too addicted to each other to care about the consequences that will follow if anyone finds out about their business. 

But today?

Alastor was nowhere near her.